“Blessed are the pure in heart” reads the inscription on this grave in a cemetery close to where I live. Great words, and maybe they befitted the deceased.
If memory serves me correctly, the words are those of Jesus ,from the Sermon on the Mount.
You can cast doubt on religion, but not those words.
When we and our motives are pure – and it may not be much of the time (in my case anyway!) -things, blessings, flow, on and through us ,upon the world around us.
You don’t have to be the Dalai Lama or Mother Theresa – anyone can know those small moments of purity when you do the right thing for the right reasons or are the right person in the right place at the right time.
Simple but elusive and fleeting.
You can’t seek it, any more than you can blessings.
But when a moment or someone is pure you just know.
And are blessed.